A keresés eredménye

The Party

Dynamite in the eyes, fire in the chest
Red sunsets breaking my roof
I keep a triumph through the day in each pocket
I sharpened my canine teeth in case the fear returned
 
And I don't get used to crying over luck
I'm still the usual naughty one
I get carried away by the desire that I have of loving and losing control
I live in the present
I told you that it wouldn't change
 
I look for hearts that love me in their own different way
That can erase the mistakes of the past by a blow to the hip
If the pulse accelerates by dancing the whole night
May nobody dares to tell me to stop the party
 
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
 
Happy and serene, little dress of calm
I don't have poison, sleeping on the pillow
Every teardrop is the lesson of my life
A thousand kisses after they forgive and forget
 
That I don't get used to crying over luck
I'm still the usual naughty one
I get carried away by the desire that I have of loving and losing control
I live in the present
I told you that it wouldn't change
 
I look for hearts that love me in their own different way
That can erase the mistakes of the past by a blow to the hip
If the pulse accelerates by dancing the whole night
May nobody dares to tell me to stop the pa-pa-party
 
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru
 
I don't get used to crying over luck
I'm still the usual naughty one
I get carried away by the desire that I have of loving and losing control
 
I look for hearts that love me in their own different way
That can erase the mistakes of the past by a blow to the hip
If the pulse accelerates by dancing the whole night
May nobody dares to tell me to stop the party
 
Lei-lei-le-le
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, o-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro
O-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro
O-ro-ro-ro.ro.ro
Oh, o-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro
O-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro
O-ro-ro-ro.ro.ro
 

You Are The Celebration

Brunette and tender girl
Your dress is torn
Over there I look at your leg
With the eyes of a wounded wolf
 
Brunette and sad girl
You have lost your happiness
Come closer to my guitar
So that I can sing to you what is mine
 
Ay ay ay
Ay ay ay.
 
Brunette and sweet girl
How do I take you there
Brunette and tall girl
Your husband died
Since life is so short
I come to take his place
 
Brunette and graceful girl
I take comfort in the sight of you
Looking at you from so close
There is no heart that can resist
 
Ay ay ay
Ay ay ay.
 
Brunette and cute girl
How do I take you there
Brunette and soft girl
Come, I want to kiss you,
When love stops
A kiss forces it to move
 
Brunette and intelligent girl
Your bodice has fallen
I see your two hearts
And I say: Who was a child.
 
Ay ay ay
Ay ay ay.
 
Brunette and complete girl
How can I be with you there
 

The mariachi's celebration

The celebration is about to begin,
decorate those big gates.
The celebration is about to begin,
decorate those big gates.
 
Here
the mariachi is coming
singing tunes with there guitars
and big guitars,
so that the hearts may romp
and be happy.
 
Here... the mariachi is coming
singing tunes with there guitars
and big guitars,
so that the hearts may romp
and be happy.
 
Ay lalala lalay
ay lalala lalay,
take your girl
so she can dance
this beautiful tune.
 
Ay lalala lalay
ay lalala lalay
remove dust
for my heart to romp.
 
The celebration goes on nicely,
all full of happiness.
The celebration goes on nicely,
all full of happiness.
 
Yeees... the mariachi playing,
with their violins,
with their trumpets
for my lovely mother in law
to cheer up
and feel happy.
 
Yeees... the mariachi playing,
with their violins,
with their trumpets
for my lively mother in law
to cheer up
and feel happy.
 
Ay lalala lalay
ay lalala lalay,
take your girl
so she can dance
this beautiful tune.
 
Ay lalala lalay
ay lalala lalay
remove dust
for my heart to romp.
 
It is the mariachi's celebration
what cheers up the heart.
 

The party

People are coming to the ball
people are coming to the ball
and all those who come alone
start to look for a couple
some women say yes
some women say no
some women say yes
some women say no
and shortly after
the one that didn't dance
starts to move
and shortly after
she grabs to the ugliest
with mad pleasure
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 
Esta noche vamos a tener una fiesta
El ritmo está lleno en todos
El compás se ha puesto apasionante
Bailemos, la música espera
Hagan lo que quieran
Bailen hasta el amanecer
Si buscan romance
Se que también lo encontrarán
 
Vengan todos y tomen una decisión que nunca lamentarán
Vengan todos y vengan a una fiesta que nunca olvidarán
 
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
 
Don't put the hand in the shoulder
don't look at me with deceit
what you gotta do is sing to me
la la la la la la la
 
If you look for charming
don't waste your time in words
what you gotta do is kiss
and then la la la la la la la
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 
Come everybody change your couple, vamos
 
Come over (come over here)
a little more (come over here)
come over (come over here)
a little more (come over here)
 
The party
The party
Baila, baila, toda la noche
May the party never stop
Baila, baila, toda la noche
Vengan bailen mi ritmo
Baila, baila, toda la noche
Take the party night
Baila, baila, toda la noche
¡Vengan chicas!
 
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
 
Don't put the hand in the shoulder
don't look at me with deceit
what you gotta do is sing to me
la la la la la la la
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 

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The Festival of Fools

This is the festival of fools
This is the festival of fools
 
Let me preside over
The festival of fools
We shall laugh
With ugly and stupid people
This is the festival of fools
Choose the strangest one
Of all that pass
There will be an exhibition
In the middle of the plaza
Of all the masses
Who will be able to make
The most atrocious face
That person will be crowned
King of fools
King of fools
That person will be crowned
That person will be crowned
King of fools
 
The
Festival
Of
Fools
 
This is the festival of fools
The festival of the king
The king of fools
This is the festival of fools
But who is that
Who hides in the back
It will be the monster
Who we will elect
King of fools
King of fools
We will elect him
We will elect him
King of fools
Yes, it's the bell-ringer
A poor hunchback
His name is Quasimodo
He has won the prize
What pain this gives to Esmeralda
He is cross-eyed as well
Aside from that, crippled and blind in one eye
They will crown him
King of fools
King of fools
We will crown him
We will crown him
Quasimodo
We will crown him
We will crown him
King of fools
We will crown him
We will crown him
Quasimodo
King of fools